Once Upon A Time....

Is lost and found.

See you Soon!!!

Re - Phrase

No one promised us, that we are going to have an easier life now, did they?


I have learnt two things that will always remain with us throughout our life, change and being stagnant, ironic na since both are the opposites!!!

We always realize we have a better life after seeing fate of others, till then it always ‘Why me?’ syndrome

Good and Bad is the circle of life, what comes needs to go, only way to live it is to do it #POSITIVELY#

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Numbers….they haven’t been my best friend nor have I made any attempt to make them mine.

We have always remained acquaintance since our childhood, ‘Hi and Hello’ kind. We both have made attempts not to cross each others path or have always maintained our distanced whenever we met, but my destiny remains such that my existence is based on them.

Some of us are their best friends and understand how they swing. We learn about them, analyze, fall in love with them and wonder what makes them tick. We learn to live besides them happily and harmoniously. Some of us have succeeded in mastering them too.

I co-exist with them, hoping they won’t interfere in my arena nor will I meddle in their works. That’s how we have lived these years and I guess that how we will grow old. Sometimes it’s great to hang out with them, sometimes they are bad and bring in sorrow and sometimes they even get really ugly and leave scars, the ones I would never want to recall.

I see them eating, spewing, reproducing or segregate their folks, just like we do. So if there is good, bad and ugly within us, the same hypothesis is applied to them too, right?

They do have something in common with us; they are labeled lucky, unlucky or remain neutral in their number span, just like us.

Each of them are common in our individual life but they bring in different set of emotions, memories and changes in our life that I question today that, whether are we made up of them or are they made up of us.

You can’t live with them and you cannot live without them. It’s a strange relationship but I guess some relationships are not meant to be understood, it’s better for all of us that they remain unfamiliar, mysterious and rhetorical.

Words portray emotions and I think it’s safer to live with numbers.

Staring - New canvas everyday

Colour it the way I want

Yellow, Purple, Green

Black, Grey

Or is it Red?


So many of them

Unfinished ones piled with refined ones

Boxed, stored, labeled

No exhibits or rather it is not worth displaying?


Time is ticking away

I imagined it stood still while it was moving away

Alone, crowded or empty space

Full of life or was it empty opening?


Faith always remained

Stepped back and moved forward wisely the pace

Reprieve, rebounded and ready to face

Staring at empty space made striking canvas everyday.

It's back to 'High School Attitude'

Did you enjoy being the most popular or happening girl / guy in your high school?

Were you considered the fashion / sports epitome?

Did your looks bring in large crowd of followers trailing and sighing behind you?

Did you have exclusive friends who were part of your group, only by invitations?

No, I wasn’t the happening or popular girl in high school, nor was I any kind of fashion epitome (braces and joint eyebrows!!!) and the last time I took part in sports was in 6th standard, running rally. And I was DESPERATE to be part of the exclusive club but ignored and snubbed royally since no invitation was issue as I did not fit THE criteria.

  

10 years later

I am confident and self assured person, I am not inclined or have any kind of inspiration to be the most popular or happening person at work or with friends or with family. Sports to me is occasional gym time (no raised eyebrow people, it’s to tone my body and not to loose weight) and I am NOT desperate at all to be part of any exclusive club / organization (mafia or legal, though mafia is more tempting if I have Ajay Devgn *OUTIM* besides me)

BUT, I am really-really-really-really inquisitive on finding out how does one get to be part of the exclusive group / organization? Is their entrance exam like one in FTII or being born with silver/platinum/gold/diamond spoon just like Ambani or you are just plain lucky or not like Manyata Dutt who is married to Sanjay Dutt *instant fame and failure now*.

I ask you this today because I am haunted once again with the parallel dilemma after a decade. The exclusive-snooty-high-school-club-only-by-invitation-and-only-devil-knows-the-criteria are now the exclusive-snooty-fmcg/retail/otc-organizations-only-by-past-experience-are-qualified-to-apply scenario.

Its not blowing trumpets, but I am confident of myself, my abilities and to what level I can make the difference in a company and how can I bring it to next level. Let it be FMCG, Retail, Luxury products, Film Industry, IT Company or any vertical of business. What needs to be the main concern of any company/employer, which I am assuming is that they need people who believe in the idea of simple thinking with hard working dynamics, out-of-box ideas with confidence and honesty with the will to position the company ahead before self.

I am back in the rat race or rather marathon looking for job opportunities to which I have support of 5 years and 6 months, couple of appreciation mail and awards, various learning experience with team and individually, inventive and resourceful, aggressive with deadlines, confident and self assured and a person with definite back-up plans but wait a minute, I don’t have relevant experience in a particular vertical of business like may be branding Surf Excel or marketing Appy Fizz or handling the Corporate Communication for luxury product such as Mango. So I question myself and self analyze check, I have required years of experience in marketing / branding and corporate communication, passion, creativity, hard working, good writing skills, willingness to adapt and learn and succeed.

What is required you ask?

Opportunity. Give me chance, let me confirm your belief that you have chosen rightly. You choose to be unlike others who conform to rigid norms with blinkers. You would choose not to be a COW, who rather stands between a busy road, blocking people or traffic not knowing where you are heading but someone who is willing to break free and rule your kingdom meticulously and thoroughly with your ideas and instincts just like a ANT (You do know how powerful is the ant, right?)

When they can do it, why can’t I and you do it?

1. Started of with as a spice merchant, moved to textile, post production houses, electricity, communication, retail and so forth – Reliance Group 
2. Started of with textiles, petrochemical, telecommunication, coal mines, insurance and so forth – Aditya Birla Group 
3. Started with real estate, consumer products, industrial engineering, appliance, furniture, security, agricultural products and so forth – Godrej Group  

When they can benefit all the various business verticals as employer, why can’t I be an important pivotal asset to these companies, I ask?

Do I have to choose between High School or the Highway attitude?

Sister’s are Chocolate Chips

The final countdown has begun.

I am so SCARED.

Disha is getting married. Period.

Why? That’s my first though now. She is my sister. You can’t get her married. She is the only one I have. You can’t take her away from me. We are SISTER’S.

‘Disha’ means Directions (Rolling my eyes) and for nuts in my lifetime according to me she can’t direct anyone on the road, but she has always been an ideal daughter and a perfect sister one could ask for (You get it whether you want it or not. No options there, if your the younger sibling)

Hopefully she never reads this post or she will never let me live down my image ‘Deepti-the-Cruella-sister-who-is-the-ice-princess-and-pain-in-the-***.

What can I say about that girl? I know for sure my sister annoys, interferes, and criticize. Indulge in monumental sulks, in huffs, in snide remarks. Borrow. Break. Monopolize the bathroom. Is always underfoot. But if catastrophe should strike, Disha has always been there. Defending me against all comers. I can go on non-stop about it and also write books on her. Series 1 -5 atleast, I tell you. But I don’t know if I can stay without her.

Disha has always been this personality/character/person which I have never been able to feature or project it within myself. I guess she is everything which is missing within me. And boy aren’t I so glad about that, she has all of those qualities which every parent would be proud about. (Because I am for sure missing large chunks of those chromosomes which are categorized as the ‘Good Daughter’ – Big time people) I guess on some level it’s a huge relief to me because their elder daughter is a blessing while the younger one is a devil-disguised-as-an-angel :)

Disha has always been my leeway and gateway. She is everything which I am NOT. Like sweet, compromising, understanding, sharing, caring and thoughtful (OMG!!! she sounds too perfect. Just like a perfect ad) she has always stood by me; whether it’s to convince my parents for late nights, parties, make-up tips, dressing and boys. More than Santa Claus, my sister knows when I have been bad and good.

She is my mirror, shining back at me (or seething in fury most of the time) with a world of possibilities. She is my witness, who sees me at my worst (more likely) and best, and loves me anyway (I know something, that you think I don’t know -Smirky Smile). She is my partner in crime (because she is not given any choice), my midnight companion, someone who knows when I am smiling (innocent one - whenever I flick her clothes, shoes, bags, money or anything that is labeled under ‘HER’ things- which-cannot-be-touched-by-me). I can love her dearly and want to wring her neck at the same time.

Hey, don’t get me wrong, I am so happy she is getting married (the drawers are going to be empty finally and their is clean bathroom in the morning, thank lord for small mercies I tell you) But I am going to miss her. Though both of us aren’t physically or verbally good at conveying our emotions, love, support, bonding and understanding towards each other but we do share silent conversations and communication which have lent us strength to battle all our worries, chase our demons and share our love with our parents.

Sweety, I will miss you, but I am really happy for you. You deserve the best. It was nice growing up with someone like you - someone to lean on, someone to count on... someone to tell on!


Sister to sister we will always be,
A couple of nuts off the family tree.


Cheers!!!

PID- Psychedelic, Innovative and Dandy

Let’s not start over the same whimpering and cribbing about how ‘Irregular’ I am at blogging. I have been too busy or just have disguised my laziness under the pretension that ‘I am just too busy at work’.

I am back to the mortal world of working class category; it has been one rollercoaster. It has been fun, crazy, mad house and exhausting. But it has been blissful demanding days. I am constantly laughing like a ‘Ginny Goat’ (I can imagine that, all that bones rattling in my body when I am on laughing spree) as suggested by colleague Savita, who has been the source of all that smiles, giggles and fun. She is one GEM of lady. She is a perfect persona of a daughter, mother & a friend. Then there is Manisha, who has been helping me with my ‘pro-nun-cia-tion’ of the word ‘Bitter Gourd’. Her idea of teaching me is to pronounce it in similar fashion, syllabus and vowel as ‘Peter Gourd’ (Bitter-Peter, Bitter-Peter, do you get it…… even I really don’t get it but it definitely brings smile on my face……By the way Peter is my colleague, he is a cool and is unaware that we keep fooling with his name)……..She is fanatical, I tell you. Monika is fun and very helpful. She has been steering me towards the right direction since I have been in this office. Nami (Namita) is one hot n spicy fiery lady. And then there is Mr Rajeev, he reminds me a lot about one particular person who is extremely efficient and multi tasking. Rajeev, can do ten things at one time and his mind is still processing ten things which need to be done after he first finishes the first ten things. And dude, that one guy know how to work with an Excel sheet……OMG!!! You know like when I am bored I read, scribble, and watch the idiot box but Rajeev’s idea of relaxing in leisure must be confronting the ‘EXCEL SHEET’ and conquering it. Dude; just give him anything and ‘Voila’ there it is perfect and presentable. (I have been besieged with excel sheet, it definitely puts me to shame and makes me look illiterate but I plan to conquer it……..errrrrs let me just set it this way, that I plan to learn on how to use Excel sheet to its best advantage, conquering and all that will be too much for me.

It has overall been a good experience working around with lot of eccentric ideas with interesting people in the office.

But I have been missing my ‘I, Me and Myself’ time. I really haven’t had the time to communicate to myself or even have a pleasant relaxing sit down in eons and decades. (It already feels one) I miss it. It has always been good conversations in the past. Even the solitude and the silence with oneself cheers me up any day. It just feels right and makes me ‘purr’ like cat who’s got her share of sun.

“If there is one spot of sun spilling onto the floor, a cat will find it and soak it up.”

It’s high time I find my contentment and share of sun soon too. Hope to unwind just one of these days. Till then I will joint down some points for my next blog (Which I plan, hope and pray to be more regular) with some original-out-of-the-box-ideas.


Cheers!!!